A circle of judging eyes fill the soul and changes to a creative sight. A sight full of wisdom. A sight full of hatred. A sight of envy. For that sight of envy is only for the weak, Tis that judment can only be held for the strong, Can you be in the circle of judging thoughts? Or is it to much to be asked of you? Someday without knowing the spotlight will be shined, with your heart beating a thousand beats, it's your turn to fly so get out of your sorrowful seat. Dream and be dreamed of.